Traveling into the era: I messed with Dr. Xie and got turned on

"Okay, when he comes back, ask him to come to the bullpen for class." After giving instructions, Zhang Zhicheng turned and left. When he reached the door, he stopped and said to Tang Man, "You come too. To educate reformers well, you must first learn the professional education model."

"..." Tang Man's face fell instantly.

No, even after she said so much, she still couldn't change the disaster of having to take the ideological class?

She seriously suspected that Zhang Zhicheng didn't believe what she said at all, but this guy acted like he was very optimistic about her, which really made her confused and she couldn't find any evidence to prove that he didn't believe her.

Tang Man felt so miserable!

But no matter how hard it was, she still had to go. As soon as Xie Yan came back, the two of them went to the cowshed happily.

Jiang Qingyun and his family of three had been called back from the fields. At this moment, Zhang Zhicheng was severely criticizing Jiang Qingyun for being an inhuman being and dividing up his fiancée who was devoted to him.

Zhang Zhicheng has not been to Litang Brigade very often recently and doesn't know much about what happened in the village. He just learned from Xiao Liu that Tang Man was originally Jiang Qingyun's fiancée and came to Litang Brigade as an educated youth for Jiang Qingyun.

Xiao Liu thinks that Tang Man will marry Xie Yan, in addition to the reasons Tang Man gave herself, but also because Jiang Qingyun broke off the engagement with her.

So, Zhang Zhicheng, who had not gotten along well with Tang Man, got the chance and started to attack Jiang Qingyun crazily as soon as he saw her. At this time, Jiang Qingyun was as honest as a quail. No matter what Zhang Zhicheng said, he just listened obediently and didn't dare to talk back.

"I'm here." Zhang Zhicheng saw Xie Yan and Tang Man coming over and waved at them, "Come and sit down. Class starts first."

A small black blackboard had been erected in the yard outside the cowshed. After Zhang Zhicheng saw several people sitting down one after another, he stood firmly in front of them like an experienced teacher, and then began his endless teaching mode like a river bursting its dam.

If we think carefully and summarize the so-called ideological education class, its core essence is nothing more than a few words: you must believe in the organization, obey the organization, and contribute to the construction of the organization.

The content was the same over and over again. These words were like a lullaby. Tang Man tried hard to keep her eyelids open, but the sleepiness came over her in waves like the tide, making it difficult for her to resist.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she yawned, leaned lightly on Xie Yan's shoulder, and fell asleep instantly.

Xie Yan sat upright, looking at Zhang Zhicheng intently, but actually his mind was not on Zhang Zhicheng's lectures. The content of his lectures was always the same, and his ears were almost callused. Besides, those things didn't make any sense to him anyway.

Suddenly he felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked down and saw that Tang Man had fallen asleep at some point.

Her head was pressed tightly against his shoulder, her breathing was even, and she was sleeping soundly. Her warm breath hit her neck, and Xie Yan felt a strange feeling in his heart. He first glanced at Zhang Zhicheng above.

Zhang Zhicheng was still lecturing eloquently, and the other four people with red armbands were standing there indifferently. With just these few people, it was impossible for them not to have seen that Tang Man had fallen asleep. They did not speak out to stop her, which meant they did not intend to do anything about it.

In that case, Xie Yan did not wake Tang Man up. He gently raised his hand as if holding a rare treasure, and supported Tang Man's little head very carefully, and slowly moved her head into his arms. He adjusted his sitting position and gently hugged her with his hands so that she could sleep more comfortably.

After doing all this, Xie Yan continued to sit upright, pretending to listen to the class seriously. However, only he himself knew that at this moment, his mind was on Tang Man.

Every time he breathed, a faint floral scent lingered in his nostrils. He didn't know what flower it was, but he knew that the scent came from Tang Man.

Is it the smell of soap?

The soap she placed in the basin looked similar to the soap she bought, and it didn't smell like any flowers.

While Xie Yan's thoughts were wandering and he was absent-minded, Jiang Qingyun who was sitting in the back was also in a daze. His hands slowly clenched into fists, staring at the hand that was on Tang Man. His red eyes were as sharp as knives, and the unresolved jealousy surged up in his heart into an uncontrollable anger.

She is mine, she should snuggle in my arms, and she can only see me and no one else.

This obsession lingered in the depths of his mind like a spell and could not be shaken off. Feelings of anger and jealousy also poured into his chest like a flood. He moved his arms and was about to swing his fist at Xie Yan the next second, but someone grabbed his hand.

Jiang's father glared at Jiang Qingyun fiercely. Jiang Qingyun's distracted behavior had already aroused Zhang Zhicheng's dissatisfaction. If he beat someone in front of Zhang Zhicheng, Zhang Zhicheng would never let their family go.

After being glared at, Jiang Qingyun finally realized that they were still in class. He quickly retracted his gaze and looked at Zhang Zhicheng. He didn't dare to look at Xie Yan and Tang Man again, but he couldn't suppress the jealousy and anger in his heart.

Of course, Xie Yan and Tang Man were unaware of Jiang Qingyun’s turbulent emotions.

"That's all for today's class. Come here and get your hair cut, then you can go about your business."

Zhang Zhicheng waved his hand, and the four men with red armbands who came with him immediately opened the small wooden box and took out a pair of scissors from it.

Jiang Qingyun and the other two did not dare to delay and quickly carried their stools over and sat down obediently in front of the red armband.

Xie Yan patted Tang Man gently, "Manman, get up."

"Hmm!" Tang Man moaned and rubbed against Xie Yan's arms, showing no sign of waking up.

"How about cutting it like this?" Xiao Liu walked up to Xie Yan. Xie Yan had cured her father's illness. She couldn't help Xie Yan with anything else, but she could still give him some backdoors occasionally.

"No, it will be uncomfortable if your hair falls on her." Xie Yan refused, patted Tang Man gently, and raised his voice a little, "Manman."

Tang Man opened her eyes reluctantly, and what she saw was a green wall with heat. She blinked and took a while to remember that Xie Yan was wearing a green military uniform today. She looked up and saw Xie Yan looking down at her.

Xie Yan was afraid that the person in his arms was still asleep and that speaking loudly would scare her, so he coaxed her softly, "The get out of class is over, sit up first."

"Oh!" Tang Man responded, and slowly came out of Xie Yan's arms, her face slightly hot.

"Sit here and wait for me for a while." Xie Yan said, and went to the front with Xiao Liu.

This was the first time in Tang Mianchang’s life that she lay in a man’s arms. She felt a little uncomfortable and was stunned for a long time before she raised her head to look at Xie Yan.

At this moment, Xiao Liu has already started cutting Xie Yan's hair. The so-called hair cutting is actually just waving the scissors in his hand casually and fiddling with Xie Yan's head.

Tang Man was terrified watching this scene. She stared at the sharp scissors with her eyes wide open. If the scissors cut the wrong place and hit the scalp, it would immediately cut a big cut.

Oh my! Why isn't there even a piece of cloth?

As the scissors continued to fall, the cut hair fluttered down like snowflakes, landing on Xie Yan's body and neck...

Looking at the messy flying hair, Tang Man felt itchy all over, as if countless small bugs were crawling all over her body. She couldn't help but scratch her neck and shoulders, but the itching sensation did not ease at all, but became more and more intense.